Talk in the barracks was always about how we could get rid of her, this ranged from outright killing her to everyone going AWOL just to get away from ...er, none of these were feasible, the killing her especially we were pissed off with her but not to that extent. Then one of the guys said what about hypnotising her to be more friendly towards us and make life easier, I dismissed this straight away, but after threats of do it or else I decided to give it a go. The idea being if I could get her. Alisha Powell-Housing Agent.He was giving her back the card when she held up her hands in surrender. “Nope I’m not taking it back.” she barked“Why not?” he asked perplexed“Get in touch with her and see what comes up.” He quickly dropped the card on the kitchen table walking away.“Honey, look.Okay wait!” She knew he was fed up. He stopped and turned back to look at her .“Okay look I know you’re really fed up with me turning down houses…”“You know that don’t you?” he interrupted her“ Let’s try. She started whispering in my ear, calling me a slut and a whore. Telling me how much she enjoyed fucking little office sluts with her black cock. I came, the orgasm building up slowly. She groaned in my ear and I felt her body convulse on top of me… It sounded like she had made herself cum with me.I felt her weight lifting off me, her hands rubbing my back and bum. I slowly rolled around to look at her. She was undoing the dildo from her body. I watched as she pulled the strapping off then. I got to the coffee shop early and waited for about fifteen minutes before he arrived. He looked great but was dressed more causally then I had chosen to. I was seated behind a table when he came in so he couldn’t see me dressed as I was. He bought us coffee and we talked. Well he talked mostly asking me all sort of questions while enjoying our coffee. Soon I had to get up to go to the bathroom and when I did he coughed on his coffee. I don’t think he was expecting me dressed like that and.